I met the new neighbors

Recently, our next door neighbors moved to another, bigger house a few miles down the road. Leah and I are really sad to see them leave because we got to know and like them quite a bit. Mike helped me out with a lot of stuff around the house that I, as a new home owner, was clueless about, and he lent me a trumpet so I could learn to play for our last record and he actually played on a demo for me. All that to say, we're nervous about someone else moving in next door. What if they are not cool? Its been really great and helpful having someone directly next door that you can count on and we'd hate to lose that.

Yesterday, I was outside doing some yard work, mowing and pulling weeds and whatnot, when I heard voices on the other side of the fence. I've been anxious to meet the new neighbors so although I was sweaty and dirty, and probably not in a great position to make a good first impression, I stuck my head over the fence and said "Hello, I'm your neighbor." They're a young couple and I'm pretty sure I scared the woman with my abrupt appearance, but they both seemed nice enough. They're both music teachers actually. He teaches band and her, choir. I think there's a pretty good chance that we'll all get along just fine.

Harper doesn't seem to be in any kind of hurry at all to be born. Leah is tired of being pregnant and I don't blame her at all. I would also like to take this opportunity to say how much my wife amazes me. She has been so strong and level headed and beautiful throughout her entire pregnancy and I don't think I'm the only one who has noticed and been impressed. She has always inspired me and seems to have no trouble finding new ways to do so.

We've been playing Harper music through headphones on Leah's stomach and so far the band that seems to cause the most movement is Electric Light Orchestra, but who doesn't honestly want to dance when "Mr. Blue Sky" comes on?